The Goldens

Blitz and Teka out in the woods.
The pack!
Catching a nap.
From left to right, Tasha, Phanny, Bliss and Sailor.
This was the site of the Little Giant Mill log deck.
The big stick contest. Blitz and Nellie
Teka and Blitz train for the hunt tests.
Whoop whoop
With Burney Mountain in the background, Nellie strikes a lovely pose. She is one of my favorite models. Nellie is very co-operative and will work for dog biscuits.
The golden streak! Teka.
Bliss: “Rarr Rarr Ruff!!!” Me: “Everyone’s a critic. Maybe next time I’ll let the sleeping dog lie.”
Tasha and Bliss stop for a drink.
Well this isn’t going well.
And hunting buddies
Pine seedlings in a burn restoration. That’s me with Blaze and Hunter in 2006.
Blitz and Teka romp in the snow.
Phanny on the run! As usual.
Blitz goes back to what she does best.
Thanks Kinta! I’m glad you needed to go potty this morning.
At a stop near Rye Patch Reservoir to stretch their legs, Sailor wanted to explore every smell.
There’s gold under that rainbow.
October 23, 2013
“Kinta you are not the photo editor!”
It just doesn’t seem right to not end this post with a picture of Blitz. She’s still here in spirit.
Just hanging out.
The girls are loaded up and ready to roll.
Blitz, the red dog!
Squirrels tremble in her presence!
A soft seat after a busy day feels so good. Blitz
Blitz loves a shaded fuelbreak. So many sticks, so little time.
Nellie and Blitz
Bliss at Dog Creek.
August 6, 2006 — April 25, 2014
Blitz finds a fish for me. “Hey Blitz that one is dead.”
Phanny decide the desert was good place to run and frolic!
The consumate stick dog.
Blitz says, “Can’t trust em’, they remind me of cats!”
Bliss and Tasha in the Sierra.
That’s not a flower either, but it is wild.
Meet Skidder, and no he’s not my dog. He belongs to the logging crew I was visiting. Yes, I gave him back.
Blitz likes a good ride along, but don’t take her seat!
A happy girl. Blaze and Hunter.
Nellie
Once she was back home again she made the best of it.
On the Upper Sacramento River.
Being a forester’s dog is exhausting.
Phanny swimming!
Water Break, Nellie and Blitz.
Divya’s portrait of Blaze and Hunter.
The morning ritual, ” Hey I need some attention here!” Nellie.
On the road home and Blitz is dreaming of ducks.
Hunter in 2002
Blitz and Teka on the beach near Brookings.
Blitz joyfully returns with a bird.
This is where we escape. Mary give Blitz a snuggle.
Blitz loves the snow.
You had to know this would happen.
Refreshing. Nellie.
Big pine in the Coast Range.
Bliss one year old.
My oldest son, Chris with his girl Nellie. This was her last pheasant season.
Mixing the canine color palette. Teka and Blitz with their lab friends.
Mary and Tom dog visiting Nellie at the Vet’s office. She was one sick pup, but it sure perked her up seeing us.
When we got home she had to go back into the hospital.
The Doctor Bob released her to come back to camp for our last night.
Teka can’t wait for her turn. She stakes out my truck.
Hawk and Blitz were best buddies.
Blitz says, her critical period is pheasant season.
Bliss
Teka with the wind in her face.
Blitz on a water retrieve.
It seems Blitz is not impressed. 😦
Nellie In Watercolor
She loves playing with her buddy Sailor.
“A Forester and his Dog”‘ pen and ink.
Blitz loved the woods.
She took to the water right away.
Blitz has a lively pheasant.
February 19, 2006
Blitz and Nellie taking a break for a swim at Lake Prairie
Blitz giving her best regal pose.
Redtail’s Nitro Nellie just being “Boopie”
Looking good.
Blaze impatiently waits for her driver.
Bliss says to beware of predators hiding along the riverbank!
Tasha and Bliss at Sly Park Reservoir.
Teka and her person, Doug.
Sunset from our campsite in Idaho on the second night.
Phanny joined us for some pre-season scouting.
We didn’t know it yet, but Bliss was one sick puppy. She had chewed a toxic mushroom in the morning. In the afternoon we knew something was wrong and headed for the vet.
Blitz gets a “little” love. 🙂
It’s a race.
Nellie and Blitz.
Blitz decided she would just wait in the truck during. She figured the bear would be full after a yummy forester meal.
Don’t be deceived by this angelic face. This puppy is wild little rascal.
Hawk
Bliss at the Gallatin River, Montana. The Gallatin River is a tributary of the Missouri River.
Bliss loves to play and Tasha isn’t immune.
Tim, Teka and Blitz.
After a security sweep by Blitz it was determined that this log deck was clear of ferocious jack rabbits.
Time for the boys to watch from afar.
On the Trinity River.
Nellie
Blitz and Teka came too. There were lots of dogs in attendance.
Phanny, Bliss, and Tasha decided Mary makes for good playground equipment.
Flying high.
The race is on! Teka.
Me: “Well, what do you think?” Bliss: “Sniff, sniff.”
Blitz
Feel the love.
Blitz spots for me. She has seen this all before.
Bliss is helping with the log quality control. She offer to take care of the tiny log and left me the big ones.
Me and Blitz.
Blitz with her bag.
Blitz chills after an exhausting day of events. “Don’t get up Blitz, but I need to get into the refrigerator!”
“Hey lazy dog, you’re sleeping on my sketchbook!”
Kinta is the truck dog today, since Blitz had a doctors appointment.
I had a companion on this day. Tessa, our friends dog got to be a forester’s dog for a day.
Teka Playing in the snow
Blitz steal a stick from her mom.
Hunter and Blaze in a sea of Ponderosa pine tree. Blitz got the day off so instead a photo of Hunter, Blitz’s dad, and Aunty Blaze.
Doug and Teka.
Blitz
Hunter and the big pine.
Mary and Blitz take a stroll on the beach.
This looks like trouble, Bliss and Phanny!
Blitz
Ponderosa burn fire salvage. Santee.
Hawk during his last pheasant season.
Blitz is happiest while doing her work.
In the twilight.
Phanny and Bliss playing in the Yellowstone River.
Blitz sits on the same stump in 2014.
My sons and Nellie.
“Is that a grouse I see?”
Hunter motto was “It’s good to be Hunter!”
Nellie loves her sticks.
Blitz’s last hunt with us.
Nellie.
Teka was born to hunt birds.
Blitz would prefer to ride up front.
Blitz know that she better be rolling in the snow while she still can.
Blitz the happy dog.
Sailor thinks Phanny should shake somewhere else.
Bliss, feeling much better after a swim.
“Squirrel, gotta go!”
Tasha enjoys a romp in the Nevada desert. lots of room to run.
It must have hurt to be that cute. Makes me kind of misty.
Teka and Blitz were busy plotting against His Excellency!
Yes I know it’s about hauling logs Blitz, but now you’re just showing off.
Nellie and Blitz
Bliss
Sailor and Kinta find this whole adventure thing quite exhausting.
May 5, 2001
“Don’t you make that face at me Blitz…you are a bad dog!”
Bliss, Tasha and Sailor in Montana.
“Can I get out of the truck please.”
Nellie in her youth at Iron Canyon Reservoir.
Teka stares forlornly at a beautiful pair of Canada geese.
Looking down the hill at our pond with Sailer, Tasha and Bliss.
Blitz at four months.
Sailor and Kinta are ready for an adventure.
Bliss, Sailor and Tasha the three amigos.
She was still that little puppy at heart.
The forester’s dog and the loggers dog.
Blitz grazes during a break.

32 thoughts on “The Goldens”

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  3. Oh my gosh!! Every one of these was wonderful! That first picture of Nellie is still a favorite that I’ve seen here. There are five dogs in one picture. Did you really have five dogs at one time? We had four, but only have one left. I pine for more dogs. Blaze and Hunter up close are adorable, I love Blaze on the truck cab, and your artwork is so good. Really enjoyable, Tim.

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  5. I just come from Yvonne who posted a poem for you. Pictures of your dogs are wonderful. I lost two of my dogs recently, Lady was 7 and Fanny who died in January 14. I still have a little fellow of 12 years’ old. I am glad I found your blog

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  7. Your dogs are lovely. They have lovely color!!! In Sweden our Goldens are usually much lighter. It is a nice combination: dogs an watercolors 🙂 Like that!

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    • Thanks you so much. We definitely favor the red golden retrievers. Our dogs are hunting dogs and run in events. Most goldens that come from hunting lines here favor the darker colors, but there are many that are lighter too. We have raised them for many years and enjoy thier company enormously. I can see by your blog that you too enjoy your dogs very very much. 🙂

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  9. Lovely rich red coloured goldies, in UK they are more cream coloured, though we do get some real ‘goldies’ more the working strain as yours appear to be. lovely pictures with each one telling a story.

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  12. Hey Tim,
    LOVE the beautiful pictures 🙂 We would love to know if you and Mary are still breeding… Our 10 year old Red Tail golden, Kona is precious to us and looking to add another someday to our family. Thank you for your time.

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  14. We bought a lighter Golden puppy a few years ago when our daughter first came to live with us out of foster care, but my husband and son are the ones who became obsessed with her. She is such an amazing dog. Yours are gorgeous.

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